Sonadow Ship 소설 & 이야기

Quill's POV “The Shadow Clan has taken your girls in their ship,” Narok started. “And that ship that is called the Crimson Tide. It rarely stays in port for more than two days before disappearing into the sea once more.” “This means that we need to act fast if we are going to have any hope of catching up with the ship,” I told Alpha Robert. I listened carefully to Narok's words, making sure to commit them to memory. “Finally! We have something to work with,” Sir said as we kept listening to Narok.

Emma whispered, “That’s bigger than the Leviathan carrier.” Sophia nodded slowly. “Yes.” Elizabeth looked at Lewis. “What kind of ship is that big?” Lewis thought for a moment. “Not a normal ship.” Victor added quietly, “The Covenant builds strange things.” Daniel crossed his arms. “Well, whatever it is, I hope it’s friendly.” Sophia shook her head. “It’s not.” Emma asked, “How do you know?” Sophia pointed at the radar movement. “It’s heading directly for this facility.”

Meeting: Rowling stood at the bow of the ship watching the cliff as the pulled into Raven’s Peak two other ships trailed behind him. Rowling's ship was a deep dark cherrywood, he had liked the cherry color of it because it reminded him of blood stained wood. He wanted the fear aspect to be in everything he did. His sails were a deep dark blood red and his personal flag was white with a sword hanging above a headless man’s body. He even named the ship Trepidation. It was written on the side of the ship in deep dark bold letters.

"It's been a long time I haven't heard anything from you!" The burly man bowed respectfully to his superiors, he then informed her of the important information he had just received from the ocean. “A medium-sized ship is sailing into Haidao waters. Although boarding a ship with the flag of the country of Shamo, according to the news I received, the ship was boarded by a youth from the Sanzu alliance who had just won the war at Yin Mimi Bay," the burly soldier reported to a group of people who were having a tea party in the banquet hall. .

The harbor was full of life, more people than Shadow had ever seen moving about the sturdy piers, chattering loudly and shouting amongst one another in one official language of the novel. However, their clothes varied from man to man to indicate their different backgrounds. Shadow stared into the distance while the rest of her people unloaded all the equipment that they brought. The possibility that the enemies were nearby was higher but no one cared enough to look around. That was because, opposite her battleship stood a ship with a figurehead that resembled some dolphin or whatever, rearing and throwing its head back. And some other ships that she couldn’t care about. “I can tell that they

It wasn't the hum of the 'Legion,' and it wasn't the song of the 'Saints. It was a mechanical roar. A fleet of modern, iron-clad warships was appearing on the horizon, bearing a flag Panni had never seen: A white lotus crushed by a black gear. "The Third Family," Vera whispered, her terror genuine now. "The Engineers. They didn't want the 'Silence' or the 'Fire.' They just wanted the Energy." A single, massive shell whistled through the air, striking the black junk and turning it into a fireball.

"The ship is going down! We have to get to the pods!" "The pods are for people." Dante took a step forward. His bare feet left bloody, tacky prints on the metal. "You aren't a person. You’re a target." K-boom. A massive shudder rocked the ship. The deck tilted ten degrees to the starboard. I slammed against the glass wall of my cell, my shoulder screaming as the plastic brace jerked my arm. Outside the monitors, a massive, black-furred limb—twice the size of a man—smashed through the reinforced viewport. Seawater sprayed into the command deck, smelling of salt and diesel.